LIGHTNOVELSTORY chapter 37
Chapter 37: The 45-Degree Hunchback
He Youzhou stood on the arena, looking around.
It was the first time he had received so much attention.
He Youzhou shook his head with emotion, folded his hands into his sleeves, and casually carried his iron sword on his back.
However, to increase his chances of winning, He Youzhou had done some other work.
For example, his current 45-degree hunchback was a means to increase his winning rate.
This made him look more like a small fry, lowering others’ guard.
And the dark circles under his eyes and messy hair he usually sported were all part of his effort to perfect his small fry image.
Some might wonder if it was appropriate for a sect leader to use such petty tricks.
He Youzhou could only say, it was appropriate, very appropriate.
As a member of a demonic sect, if he didn’t use tricks, would he wait for others to use them? That would be too foolish.
If he could get 100% of the winner’s prize, he would definitely go for that 100% chance.
99.9% is not stable.
Moreover, novels often say that pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger is a very satisfying thing.
Hmm? It seems it’s not a tiger? But it doesn’t matter, close enough.
“Wait a minute! He Youzhou, your weapon is not compliant!” Suddenly, the referee said to He Youzhou.
“Weapon not compliant?” He Youzhou turned to look at his iron sword, full of confusion.
Although he didn’t intend to use his sword, being told it was non-compliant was too much.
This was the best iron sword he had bought from the village blacksmith for a few taels of silver.
“You can’t use weapons beyond the Foundation Establishment stage, and the spiritual power of your weapon is a bit high,” the referee said.
“Uh… okay.” He Youzhou couldn’t refute for a moment. The power of his iron sword was not just high, it was simply over the limit.
But how did the referee know?
Normally, no one should be able to detect the amount of spiritual energy in this sword.
It seems the officials have put a lot of effort into detecting to prevent cheating.
He Youzhou casually threw his iron sword to the side, and it stood firmly in the crevice of the stone platform.
“But referee, I’m a sword cultivator, I need a sword,” He Youzhou said wearily.
The referee seemed to have anticipated this situation and directly took out an ordinary iron sword from the official storage bag and handed it to He Youzhou.
“Handy.” He Youzhou weighed the sword and felt that its quality was even better than his village’s best sword.
“Are you ready yet?” The person standing opposite He Youzhou said in a very gloomy voice.
His face was angular, his eyes full of bloodlust, like a killing machine.
The disciples of the Night Crow Sect were all tall and skilled in combat.
But the problem was that despite their large size, they moved as swiftly and stealthily as crows.
The fierce cultivator’s spiritual energy burst out, surpassing most Foundation Establishment stage cultivators, crushing He Youzhou.
And just by looking at his physique, it was clear that his achievements in body cultivation were not low.
No muscles might not be weak, but having muscles definitely wouldn’t be too weak.
He Youzhou sighed dejectedly, giving the impression that he was about to pass out.
The match was about to begin, and the bookmakers started shouting.
“Place your bets! Place your bets! He Youzhou versus Nan Wen, He Youzhou pays twenty to one! Nan Wen pays one and a half to one!”
No one would bet on He Youzhou because the person opposite him was a cultivator known as the Killing Crow.
Although he was in the late Foundation Establishment stage, he was not yet twenty years old.
It was only a matter of time before he broke through to the Core Formation stage.
Therefore, Nan Wen was one of the focal points of this rookie competition.
In the audience, Zhi Shi’s face turned icy upon hearing someone place a bet.
“Fairy, calm down, calm down.” Hong Songzi, the person closest to Zhi Shi, was very nervous.
Don’t be fooled by Zhi Shi’s lack of expression; such people are the most terrifying.
“Come here, I’ll bet ten taels of silver.” She threw the money bag over, “Bet on my master, He Youzhou.”
“Don’t think about reneging on the debt.” After saying this, she gave a deep look at the bookmaker.
“Ha… okay… okay…” The bookmaker was sweating profusely, feeling the silver taels burning in his hands.
Fortunately, many people still bet on Nan Wen, not He Youzhou.
After all, no matter how you looked at it, Nan Wen’s momentum was steadily overwhelming He Youzhou.
“Hahaha, be careful not to die.” Nan Wen sneered, “I heard that if you kill someone with one strike, the killer won’t be punished.”
He licked his lips, “I want to try.”
He Youzhou maintained his perfect underdog posture, “Take it easy…”
“The match begins!” The referee shouted, announcing the official start of the match.
As soon as the referee’s voice fell, the disciple of the Night Crow Sect charged forward like a tank.
He Youzhou thought for a moment, tripped the opponent’s foot with the hilt of his sword, and then staggered several steps to the side.
Nan Wen instantly lost his balance, and at the same time, He Youzhou also sat down on the ground.
In that moment, not only Nan Wen, but even the referee and the audience were stunned.
Coincidence? It looked too much like a coincidence.
“The match is decided! The winner is He Youzhou of the Tianyan Sect!” The referee announced loudly.
“What nonsense are you talking about! I haven’t lost yet!” Nan Wen roared angrily.
“You’ve already stepped out of bounds.” The referee explained, pointing to Nan Wen’s feet.
When he lost his balance just now, Nan Wen had already fallen off the stage.
This wasn’t a life-and-death battle; you didn’t have to kill someone to win. Making the opponent fall off the stage also counted.
“b*stard! Using such a despicable trick!” Nan Wen erupted, wanting to kill He Youzhou in anger.
He hadn’t even had a chance to display his full strength; how could he lose so disgracefully!?
Unfortunately, in the next second, he was suppressed by a large number of cultivators.
“The match is decided! Stop!”
He Youzhou shook his head and sighed deeply after seeing this guy’s impotent rage.
It seemed his luck was pretty good, encountering a relatively weak opponent right from the start.
If this old man with declining strength had faced one of those prodigies, wouldn’t he be doomed?
However, at the same time, the hunchbacked He Youzhou found himself feeling very pleased when such a scene that surprised everyone suddenly appeared.
So that’s how it is, he realized.
He Youzhou picked up his sword that was standing on the ring, and casually discarded the iron sword that the officials had given him.
“Wait! Give the sword back!” The referee shouted after noticing He Youzhou’s actions.
“It’s fine, I still have to continue the competition later. I’ll return it when I lose.” He Youzhou waved his hand nonchalantly with his back to the referee.
Meanwhile, in the audience, Zhishi calmly looked at the person who had just opened the betting.
She opened her mouth, “Money, one to twenty.”
You will never know where most of Tianyan Sect’s funds come from.